
He was not the moon
She was not the sun
Together they made a perfect heart shaped constellation
Viewed by children with dreams
Lovers with hope
Critics with caution
Intellectuals with respect.

He was not the moon
She was not the sun
Together they made a perfect heart shaped constellation
Viewed by children with dreams
Lovers with hope
Critics with caution
Intellectuals with respect.

“You think these will do?” Mary held up the stretchy elastic item for her boyfriend to judge. She had chosen the most common type, just utilitarian white, for her costume.
“What? Oh no, you need something much more dramatic. It is a contest after all. Everyone is going to be sporting the best they can find!”
“Even you, Joe?” She gave him that come hither smile he loved, always loved since they first met at the BeeGees concert years ago. “What do you think of these?” Mary held up a black lacy pair for his opinion.
Joe grinned, “now you’re talkin’, yeah.” Joe sifted through the collection of men’s garters and came upon some black with skulls, making his final choice. “These will go well with the tuxedo pants I’m wearing, what do you think?”
Mary agreed and went into the changing room to model her latest choices in the mirror. Yes, she thought, perfect. Paying for their purchases, they left the lingerie shop together.
As the couple dressed for the big party, Mary surprised Joe with the outfit she had chosen in secret. She coquettishly pranced into the room wearing a black and white French Maid’s outfit, complete with red lacy garters. Joe was very impressed. “Looks like a winning outfit to me!”
As the couple left their limo, they stepped inside the door to the party, instantly embarrassed to see what the other participants were wearing. Without exception, everyone was dressed in Florida Gators’ football outfits; some even had alligator heads, or masks.
Joe and Mary decided to walk in anyway, greeted by laughter and cheers. To top it off, they won the costume contest.
☠️☠️☠️
I have to add while looking for the items pictured below I came upon many an interesting photo of all types of garters which I’m not about to share here!😂 Or the woman’s version. . .😳This one is mild:


I received this challenge, and you know how I love them, from the young lady at: https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com. How fun! I will nominate a blogger to join the challenge below. I’m keeping my part short, which is not usually a problem for me. So here we go:


Missing breakfast, Louise started to crave something filling and flavorful. She had tried the vegetarian diet and the cafeteria at the office had many salads to choose from, but today? Something hot, greasy and full of calories was going through her mind. . .should I be a few more minutes late? As she had these evil thoughts, her gaze turned to the McDonalds across the street.
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I am asking Fandango at fivedotoh.com to continue from where I left off to do his worst.
https://thehauntedwordsmith.wordpress.com/2018/08/09/finish-the-story-4/

The art of the dance
Swaying steps
Feet tangled nicely
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The art of the dance
Painted moves
Image with music
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Swaying steps
Each footstep measured
Music timed
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Feet tangled nicely
Arms are posed
Movement crosses floor
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“A beautiful day in the neighborhood, a beautiful day for a neighbor, would you be mine?” The old bench hummed this song to himself every time there was no one around. “Today is a perfect day for sitting here, watching the water, the birds, children playing.”
The old bench had no children, “no chips off the old block”, he amused himself. His life’s purpose was to be here, no matter the weather, to provide comfort and rest. He couldn’t see, facing the water, but could hear them–different voices, soft, sweet coos of babies, chattering toddlers, lovers speaking softly and old people shuffling along muttering. He loved them all, appreciated their differences and hoped they would choose him to rest upon.
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120 words
https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2018/08/06/fffaw-challenge-177th/

Typical, topical
Terra tropical
Destinations, your choices
What languages, what voices
Ready for you to visit
So what and where is it?
A venue full of love and romance
Moonlit nights including dance
Or is a beach perchance
That takes your fancy
Possibly in France?
A desert themed vacation
Camels at an oasis station
Or an elephant over the Alps
That might cause a few yelps
Adventure waits in all ways
Go west young man, back in the day
North, south, either way
Or take Dr. Seuss’ advice
His advice was always nice
East or west
My nest is best.
🐣🐣🐣

Silky movements all
Ballroom dance smoothly in time
The tango endures
RonovanWrites #Weekly #Haiku #Poetry Prompt #Challenge #213 Time&Movement

I didn’t think it could get much deeper
This pile from the resident creeper
But every day some new things
Tweeting from his fingers’ sings
A new proposal, maybe a law
But wait, remember what we saw?
What we heard straight from his mouth
A president so uncouth
How can it be we’ve sunk so low
There is no longer a “below”.

Mighty and mini
Father and follower
Ancestors led
The eager young.
https://dailyaddictions542855004.wordpress.com/2018/08/05/daily-addictions-2018-week-31/
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